Although it was not the first time that Aunt Gongsun had come to Luoyang, three years or more ago, many of the guests present had witnessed her brilliant sword. Among them, when Zhang Xu was in Ye County, Henan, he was the grandmother of Gongsun who performed three times in a row, and he watched three games in a row, and he was inspired for a while, and his cursive writing was completed. But even him, in the face of the sword dance that seemed to be a continuous jīng color in the face of the sword dance that seemed to be a continuous jīng color with his thumb, he didn't know how many times he had slashed on the ground in front of him with his thumb, and half of his finger was covered with dust, and there were even traces of scratching, but he didn't notice it at all.

A song "Plugged Song", a song "Mulan Ci", a song "Neighborhood Song", a song "Xihe Sword Weapon Muddy", such as after four songs, when the power was closed and the Gongsun Aunt smiled and said that the next song was zuihou, I don't know how many people made a startled sound. However, in the face of the heavens that were obviously close to the middle of the heavens, people realized that time was gradually passing unconsciously, and in the face of the quiet exit of Aunt Gongsun, the originally quiet four elegant seats were heard again. Even Zhang Xu, who had been intoxicated with it, breathed a long sigh of relief, and looked sideways, only to find that on the ground in front of Wu Daozi, there were several silhouettes of characters.

"You're ......"

"I have been dragging on several murals in this Anguo Temple until now and have not started writing, today watching this sword dance, finally has inspiration, and now I am only waiting for Gongsun everyone zuihou a song." Wu Daozi clapped his hands with great interest as he spoke, not caring at all that Zhang Xu looked at the trickle of wine gourd in front of him, with a strange look on his face. He suddenly glanced around, and suddenly found that there were only Wang Jin and Du Sanniang behind him, Wang Wei and Du Shiyi were nowhere to be seen, so he asked thoughtfully, "Strange, where did those two go?" ”

Zhang Xu glanced lazily behind him, held his chin and thought for a moment, then smiled and said: "It doesn't matter what they do, if they hadn't given up this good position, we wouldn't have seen it so happily!" You and I might as well guess what kind of form this zuihou song should be? Could it be that the cymbals, war drums, transverse flute, pipa, etc., are all not used, but it is a silent dance? ”

However, as soon as he finished speaking, a retorting voice came from behind him: "It can't be a silent dance." If this is the case, my brother and Du Langjun would have come back long ago. ”

Seeing that Zhang Xu and Wu Daozi looked back at the same time, although they knew that these two were famous in Luoyang, Wang Jin was young and vigorous, and continued fearlessly: "After Brother Ah and Du Langjun went, Brother also asked people to take away the family heirloom red sandalwood pipa, which should be used for other purposes. So, I'm sure it won't be a silent dance for a while! ”

Otherwise, how could Wang Wei and Du Shiyi miss the opportunity to watch the Zuihou song!

Du Sanniang saw Zhang Xu's eyes narrowed slightly, and there seemed to be some kind of sharp light in those small eyes, while Wu Daozi was thinking about her chin, she chewed Wang Jin's words, and had to admit that Du Shiyi and Wang Wei never returned, and it was really very likely that they went backstage with the pipa. Therefore, she took a light breath and whispered: "The two, and Wang Langjun, please don't fight, it's just a moment to be a song of Gongsun everyone...... Wang Langjun, what do you think of the music just now...... The music just now ......"

"The previous song should have been played by Brother's Rosewood Pipa." Wang Jin straightened his waist confidently, with an undoubted expression on his face, "Brother has been practicing pipa since he was a child, and several of us brothers often listen to it on the side, plus the sound of that red sandalwood pipa is slightly different from that of ordinary pipa, so I dare to guarantee that it is conclusive!" My ear power is just a little inferior to my brother, the original "Plugged Song", the end part should be replaced, the second song "Mulan Ci" is Xu Du Langjun, the third song "Neighborhood Song" is a brother, and the fourth song "Xihe Sword Weapon Muddy" is Du Langjun. Now it's the fifth song, and we're going to see it right away! ”

Zhang Xu and Wu Daozi glanced at each other, facing this sworn young man Langjun, although neither of them was a person of jīng Tongyinlu, they couldn't help but feel a little interested. And Du Sanniang is not to mention, regardless of the difference between men and women, she moved over a little and asked Wang Jin's side knock on the side to ask Wang Wei's pipa skills, and when she heard that she started learning at the age of five, it has been more than ten years, and she couldn't help but show an extremely respectful expression. Thinking that her brother had only been practicing for two years, her face showed a little worry.

Wang Jin saw that Du Sanniang suddenly started to be stunned, and couldn't help but call out strangely: "Du Niangzi? Why is the face suddenly not very good? ”

"Well, it's okay, thank you Wang Langjun." Du Sanniang showed a reluctant smile, hesitated for a moment before said in a low voice, "But my brother...... In total, Brother has only learned pipa for more than two years. ”

Although this voice is not loud, for Wang Jin, it is enough to make him jaw-dropping. And Zhang Xu and Wu Daozi in front were waiting for the finale, and they could hear it clearly at the moment. The two glanced at each other, and Wu Daozi said with a smile: "Oh, it seems that there are really nothing strange in this world, there are not only people like Zhang Shi who are bookish and crazy, but also people like me who can't learn calligraphy to ponder and paint, and there are even jīng Tongyin laws that can be played in less than two years."

A good pipa can be said to be where in the world is not heroic? ”

"That's right, it's really not a hero in the world!" Zhang Xu accepted all the praise without modesty, and then he lay down without scruples, his eyes flashing with a sly light, "Just wait for this zuihou song, can you let me gain more!" ”

While the guests outside were anxiously waiting for the finale, the people behind the curtain were also entangled in this zuihou finale sword dance. Except for the first song "Out of the Stopper" that Wang Wei picked up at the last moment, among the remaining three songs, Du Shiyi played two songs, but Wang Wei only had one song, which can be regarded as covering up the past. Although Du Shiyi is more responsible, after all, the most important thing is Zuihou's song.

Because the finale of the song "Chu Han" is a piece of music that was finally completed by Gongsun Auntie when she performed in Bianzhou, she got the ancient score of a blind old musician, and consulted with the musician who suddenly had an emergency for more than a year. Now that the most important person is missing, the musician who stays here at the moment is naturally full of difficulties for playing this piece, and even Wang Wei, who is especially good at pipa in jīng, is also a little embarrassed for a while in the face of the most difficult fingering movement in the middle.

Seeing that Du Shiyi was also staring at that section in a daze, Wang Wei couldn't help but shout: "Du Nineteen Lang? ”

Du Shiyi suddenly came back to his senses. Seeing that Aunt Gongsun's face was sinking like water, Wang Wei was full of hesitation, he suddenly coughed lightly and said, "If Brother Wang doesn't mind, how about letting me do this paragraph?" ”

Wang Wei was surprised for a while, and even Aunt Gongsun was taken aback. However, when Du Shiyi took the ebony pipa and plucked the strings to try a few notes, both of them were unconsciously brightened. At this moment, they didn't care about considering the reason, Wang Wei immediately said that he would leave it to you, and went to hold the piano score and continue to study hard, while Aunt Gongsun smiled slightly, and without saying a word, she went to sort out all kinds of swords in the sword bag. Only now that she has completed her task, Yue Wuniang, who is a little bored, came to Du Shiyi's side and watched with interest as his fingers pinched and scratched on the score.

A long time passed, and the sound of urging was gradually heard outside, and Aunt Gongsun picked the longest one from the sword bag, and the sword spike was not hung on the hilt, and let someone re-drape it for herself, then she looked back at Wang Wei and Du Shiyi and asked, "How are Du Langjun and Wang Langjun prepared?" ”

Wang Wei let out a long breath, raised his head and said, "It should be able to cope with the past." ”

Du Shiyi once again confirmed that there was not much difference between this section of the ** movement and the one in his impression, and at this moment he forcibly wrote down a few changes, then looked up and said: "I am also ready here!" ”

On an inconspicuous banquet in the southeast corner, an old man reclining did not look at the middle-aged man in brocade with obvious wine stains on his shirt who was kneeling in front of him, and his fingers gently tapped the table on the side little by little, and only after a while did he say: "I asked you to invite Zhang Bogao, but it was just a reason. He is unruly and wild, otherwise he would not be able to be a petty official at this time. However, you have never seen your lord retreat back in such an embarrassment, are you doing something or causing trouble? ”

"Owner ......"

"Needless to say!"

The old man waved his hand undoubtedly, thinking that the Son of Heaven had returned to the capital, because he had just been ill, he took pity on his old age and frailty, and ordered him to continue to raise himself in the private house of Cihuifang in the eastern capital. And at the end of last year, Zhang said that he was transferred from the governor of Jingzhou to the right general Yulin, and the governor of Youzhou, which was obviously about to be of great use.

The person he worked so hard to press down back then saw that he was about to come out of the tiger, but he was already dying and old and had no strength left, how could he not worry? Moreover, when he drove Zhang Shuo out, he used King Qi, so the two noble lords of Yuzhen and Jinxian have always been indifferent to him. Knowing that the Son of Heaven seems to have thought about the prime minister recently, he originally knew that Princess Jinxian would come here to watch Gongsun Jianwu in men's clothes, so he deliberately went out quietly, ready to take Zhang Xu as an excuse, and then choreographed a chance encounter and talked a few words, but he was completely ruined by the stupid guy in front of him!

He can't even design arrangements for chance encounters, why did he use such a person?

Yao Chong was too lazy to give any more orders, and was about to signal people to retreat away, when suddenly, he heard a pleasant pipa sound in the noisy and urging voice. Although this time it was not all for the Gongsun Sword Dance, but when Princess Taiping gained power and was forced to go out to serve as the assassin of Shenzhou, he had seen Gongsun Auntie's sword weapon unskilled, and compared with now, it is far inferior in terms of momentum and figure. Therefore, he put aside those thoughts of gains and losses, and stared intently at the field. Sure enough, although there was no cymbals and transverse flute war drums to help at this moment, the sound of the pipa stirred Qingyue, and it was easy to calm the surroundings.

The next moment, I don't know who whispered: "It's coming!" ”